Mazi - Hello Poetry

Remember when the moon was made out of cheese? When our blood was still gold, when the universe could be traveled in a cardboard spaceship and kingdoms were made from pastel pillows and soft blankets When we lived off cereal and juice boxes, when there were monsters in the toilets. Peanut Butter stuck to the top of your mouth, knees bruised, cut from falling out of trees Crashed bikes and burnt finger tips. Lullabies and rhymes the only songs in our little heads In an era when time did not exist. When the morning lasted till noon, the trees would sing along with the fireflies and pillbugs As we’d lay, stomachs full of water melon waiting for the evening to swallow the yellow glow of the dying day. Do you remember when the coolest thing you could have was a lava lamp? Remember when the snow wasn’t icy? Remember when flowers would grow out of everything? Do you recall the smell of the rain before the damp and the cold? Do you remember that time you could hear the blood pounding in your ears, remember wondering how ants saw the world?

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Oct 27, 2016

Oct 27, 2016 at 2:30 PM UTC

Mazi

-CHILDHOOD-

Remember when the moon was made out of cheese? When our blood was still gold, when the universe could be traveled in a cardboard spaceship and kingdoms were made from pastel pillows and soft blankets When we lived off cereal and juice boxes, when there were monsters in the toilets. Peanut Butter stuck to the top of your mouth, knees bruised, cut from falling out of trees Crashed bikes and burnt finger tips. Lullabies and rhymes the only songs in our little heads In an era when time did not exist. When the morning lasted till noon, the trees would sing along with the fireflies and pillbugs As we’d lay, stomachs full of water melon waiting for the evening to swallow the yellow glow of the dying day. Do you remember when the coolest thing you could have was a lava lamp? Remember when the snow wasn’t icy? Remember when flowers would grow out of everything? Do you recall the smell of the rain before the damp and the cold? Do you remember that time you could hear the blood pounding in your ears, remember wondering how ants saw the world?

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tell me about the stars and galaxies in your blood tell me about your origami bones your transparent heart tell me about your shadows describe your shade tell me about passion in your veins tell me the things only walls and cold air know

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May 14, 2016

May 14, 2016 at 11:52 PM UTC

Mazi

-unknowing me-

tell me about the stars and galaxies in your blood tell me about your origami bones your transparent heart tell me about your shadows describe your shade tell me about passion in your veins tell me the things only walls and cold air know

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Lay me down in syrupy Laugh's Let me laugh myself to death Let the shine be on my face And the dirt beneath my Fragile toes- upsprout Through my mouth Let me blossom like Daisies in the sudden Show---- lay me down By the Riverside Where a fire is L-i-t and by and By my hands will Reach the morning Sky's----glimpsing Into the future, Forgetting my Past,no heart to Be sold, my beats Draw fast, no more Emptiness of a vessel, My veins are the pencils That sketch the world Around me.

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Mazi

May 5, 2016

May 5, 2016 at 4:19 PM UTC

jessica-packer

Pencils to sketch the world

Lay me down in syrupy Laugh's Let me laugh myself to death Let the shine be on my face And the dirt beneath my Fragile toes- upsprout Through my mouth Let me blossom like Daisies in the sudden Show---- lay me down By the Riverside Where a fire is L-i-t and by and By my hands will Reach the morning Sky's----glimpsing Into the future, Forgetting my Past,no heart to Be sold, my beats Draw fast, no more Emptiness of a vessel, My veins are the pencils That sketch the world Around me.

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We fight over strawberry milk Ripping waxed white paper And now I’m drowning in that pastel cream Always drowning The sickness covering me Covering everything, sticking to the walls, the floor, the ceiling, my hands anxiety living in my blood, staining the sink, bathroom tile, caught in the shower drain, hiding in the ditch. The world is swimming in those ocean eyes, watering because the body knows its demise. The world is drowning in acrid breath Perfection soaked stomach acid, throw up black paint to match your state of mind. I thought it was going to be pretty Like the shade of cherry blossoms the shade of strawberry milk Not bright red blood

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May 5, 2016

May 5, 2016 at 4:18 PM UTC

Mazi

-Stomach Acid-

We fight over strawberry milk Ripping waxed white paper And now I’m drowning in that pastel cream Always drowning The sickness covering me Covering everything, sticking to the walls, the floor, the ceiling, my hands anxiety living in my blood, staining the sink, bathroom tile, caught in the shower drain, hiding in the ditch. The world is swimming in those ocean eyes, watering because the body knows its demise. The world is drowning in acrid breath Perfection soaked stomach acid, throw up black paint to match your state of mind. I thought it was going to be pretty Like the shade of cherry blossoms the shade of strawberry milk Not bright red blood

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Dear You I wanted to write and tell you all the things I think you should know. I wanted to tell you that.. you are amazing and I love your words. Every comma, every consonant, every vowel, every **** syllable. I feel your heart pour onto the page and it makes me hold my breath. And pray. Because .. even the angels need to know what you write, well, that's what they should be preaching. And I know that times are hard for you, and I feel that too. I know just a little of how that feels. It's not quite the same but, I have anxiety and I worry a lot and I always think I am going to die and my heart races and the world is just too big and it's too loud and tries to eat me alive... and... I wish I was invisible. Maybe that is nothing like the things you face. But you are not alone and I know you are brave. Braver than me... is braver a word? braver.. braver.. more brave, bravest? Any way... the thing is ... I will be here should you need me, you just call out my name and you know where ever I am, I'll come running... wait a minute... that's actually a song... I'm quoting some song lyrics to you.. yeah... this is why I don't actually go out much, and probably why I am single.. Okay, I know I am messing all of this up so, I just want to tell you, before I ruin everything.. you are wonderful. You are brave and courageous. You have a soul that I can feel through your words and I think it is beautiful. You are a waterfall of wondrous things. And I hope I can tell you that, I just want you to be my friend... And if you say yes, that would make two. Okay I hafta go Just don't stop writing okay... never stop being wonderful. Lots of Love Me ** You can hear me reading this here... https://soundcloud.com/rachael-435397529 Probably quite dreadful but I tried :o)

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Mazi

Apr 20, 2016

Apr 20, 2016 at 11:31 PM UTC

littlebear

Dear You... lots of love, Me x

Dear You I wanted to write and tell you all the things I think you should know. I wanted to tell you that.. you are amazing and I love your words. Every comma, every consonant, every vowel, every **** syllable. I feel your heart pour onto the page and it makes me hold my breath. And pray. Because .. even the angels need to know what you write, well, that's what they should be preaching. And I know that times are hard for you, and I feel that too. I know just a little of how that feels. It's not quite the same but, I have anxiety and I worry a lot and I always think I am going to die and my heart races and the world is just too big and it's too loud and tries to eat me alive... and... I wish I was invisible. Maybe that is nothing like the things you face. But you are not alone and I know you are brave. Braver than me... is braver a word? braver.. braver.. more brave, bravest? Any way... the thing is ... I will be here should you need me, you just call out my name and you know where ever I am, I'll come running... wait a minute... that's actually a song... I'm quoting some song lyrics to you.. yeah... this is why I don't actually go out much, and probably why I am single.. Okay, I know I am messing all of this up so, I just want to tell you, before I ruin everything.. you are wonderful. You are brave and courageous. You have a soul that I can feel through your words and I think it is beautiful. You are a waterfall of wondrous things. And I hope I can tell you that, I just want you to be my friend... And if you say yes, that would make two. Okay I hafta go Just don't stop writing okay... never stop being wonderful. Lots of Love Me ** You can hear me reading this here... https://soundcloud.com/rachael-435397529 Probably quite dreadful but I tried :o)

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i've spent my whole life trying to get away from myself. why would you waste yours trying to get closer to me? *save yourself while you can*

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Mazi

Apr 6, 2016

Apr 6, 2016 at 4:57 PM UTC

MegL

escape

i've spent my whole life trying to get away from myself. why would you waste yours trying to get closer to me? *save yourself while you can*

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I can feel the gravity around me I can hear your blood moving in this echo of silence The impossible smoothness of a voice, impossible to exist, silky like the whisper of a breeze The world is huge but so small in this moment, time stands still and if we try, counting the exact number of stars in the inky blue sky would be feasible We are of the dark, fire flies burn away the sounds of the city at 5:16AM Electric blue eyes see your face in neon detail, slightly shaking hands trace their definition of perfection What if the ozone shattered, but breathing isn’t for anyone who’s seen the universe thru rose colored contacts Have you ever tasted air so sweet you could feel the glucose in your flesh? Have you ever felt the forest only thru your feet? Heard the sigh of May? The sky changes color with our breath, glass eyes begin to close We’re sleepy so flowers grow in our bones, waiting for this town to wake

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Apr 6, 2016

Apr 6, 2016 at 4:38 PM UTC

Mazi

-Too Early to Be Awake-

I can feel the gravity around me I can hear your blood moving in this echo of silence The impossible smoothness of a voice, impossible to exist, silky like the whisper of a breeze The world is huge but so small in this moment, time stands still and if we try, counting the exact number of stars in the inky blue sky would be feasible We are of the dark, fire flies burn away the sounds of the city at 5:16AM Electric blue eyes see your face in neon detail, slightly shaking hands trace their definition of perfection What if the ozone shattered, but breathing isn’t for anyone who’s seen the universe thru rose colored contacts Have you ever tasted air so sweet you could feel the glucose in your flesh? Have you ever felt the forest only thru your feet? Heard the sigh of May? The sky changes color with our breath, glass eyes begin to close We’re sleepy so flowers grow in our bones, waiting for this town to wake

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Long ago, There was a boy, He felt alone, Without a joy, All that he had, All that he’d done, He deserved so much less, Than what he had won, This boy was broken, Shattered like glass, He thought himself stupid, A pain in the *** But then he met her, On a cool autumn’s day, She lit up his world, She showed him the way, She picked up the pieces, No matter the cost, And put him together, Not a single piece lost, She gave him her all, And he gave her his, And they both discovered, What true love really is.

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Mazi

Jan 14, 2016

Jan 14, 2016 at 9:07 PM UTC

taylor-forbez

The Boy Who Was Broken

Long ago, There was a boy, He felt alone, Without a joy, All that he had, All that he’d done, He deserved so much less, Than what he had won, This boy was broken, Shattered like glass, He thought himself stupid, A pain in the *** But then he met her, On a cool autumn’s day, She lit up his world, She showed him the way, She picked up the pieces, No matter the cost, And put him together, Not a single piece lost, She gave him her all, And he gave her his, And they both discovered, What true love really is.

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I have a new bed And I love it But it doesn't feel right Without you holding me in it.

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Mazi